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Saturday, December 3, 2016

#WeWriWa #8Sunday - Bygone Brother - Caught

Welcome to Weekend Writing Warrior and 8 Sentence Sunday, the weekly hop for everyone who loves to write! Writers share an 8 to10 sentence snippet. Be sure to visit the other writers. You can find them here.

I'm continuing with a snippet from my PI mystery, The Case of the Bygone Brother, a contemporary cozy, that takes place in a small Lake Michigan resort town. Alex (Alexandra) O'Hara has taken over her dad's investigation agency, struggling to keep it going. In this snippet, Alex and Nick are surveilling Mr. Yoder's activities, with Alex peeking in the basement window.

While I gaped at the sight in the basement, the back door opened and a woman said, “Hurry up, Killer, do your
business and get back in here.”

Killer? Time to make tracks before
some monster dog discovered a trespasser. I slowly straightened, keeping my
back to the wall, and edged behind the bushes—without making noise or quick
motions. As I put my toe into the fence link, vicious barking close by—real
close by—spurred me up, then Killer grabbed the hem of my jeans.

As the dog tugged, Nick grabbed the
back of my sweatshirt and started to haul me over. The bent tops of the chain
links dug into my stomach. Killer hung on a moment longer then landed with a
whimper before baying like a hound who’d treed his prey, while I lost my
balance and landed on top of Nick—just like that time in the office.

“We have to stop meeting like
this,” he whispered.

Alex O’Hara finally gets a case that will give her bottom line a much needed boost. She might even be able to change her diet from ramen noodles to prime rib. All she has to do is track down a man who’s been missing for over ten years. Piece of cake . . . until an old flame arrives and a mugger roughs her up with orders to back off.

Diane Burton combines her love of mystery, adventure, science fiction and romance into writing romantic fiction.
For more info and excerpts from her books, visit Diane’s website: http://www.dianeburton.com

Actually, we have a dachshund named Rudi at our house, but when the doorbell rings and we aren't expecting anybody, and Rudi is barking her little head off, I say "Down, Killer," in a loud command voice before I answer the door.I think it's Freudian that Alex constantly finds herself on top of Nick...